down cellah
so…the insulation job is underway. It turns out that the gas company is going to give us a 20% rebate on the job — it’s like breaking up with a live-in girlfriend and then continuing to live in her house, rent free!
I was sitting in the living foom while the guys were working, and it was the most bizarre experience — I felt like in the movie Real Genius, when “Jesus” was talking to Kent. The insulating process requires the workers to remove a shingle from the exterior wall, drill a 1-1/2 inch hole into the wall cavity (one at the top, and one mid-way down), and then blow in a R-15 cellulose insulation. Well, as the wall begins to fill up, or better yet, is only half full, it takes on a weird resonator effect. My next-door neighbor came over to talk to the guys about the process, and my living room turned into this strange reverb speaker, and it sounded like I was listening to their conversation through a 50 foot long tube.
And, I figured out how you can tell if you’re getting a quality job: if the contractor comes in and asks if he can “get down cellah,” you’re going to be all right.
Maybe i’ll have to rethink that gauge…every contractor in New England says “down cellah” and it’s probably not a good thing to hear if you’re getting your landscaping or roof done.
oh, well…the house is getting stuffed, so bring on the savings!